Right on through the heart of plenty
Right back ’round without want of any
Pieces
Peaces
Paces
Pleases
Right moon saunters swooned soon hearts of many
Pit
Pack
Part
Paultry
Leaning languid skin and saultry
Vagrant fires now winds are lofty
Lover’s kiss is moonlight salty
Breath
Bare
Been
Beaming
All this before now was midnight dreaming
Lesser vowels to practice screaming
Mint
Might
Mortar
Masculining